Fourth Years, Reclaimed Heir
by Amelia Isabella Caspian
Summary: Isabella Alaverti woke up slowly from her dream. She sat up and brushed away the tears that made their way down her cheeks. "That dream will become reality if I have anything to say about it," she whispered.
1. Chapter 1

DISCLAIMER: I Do Not Own The Characters Or Plot Of Harry Potter. They Belong To JK Rowling. The Characters I Make Up And This Story's Plot Are My Own . (Also I am not sure if I need to add this but better safe than sorry) I Don't Own The Name Aslan Cuz I Found Out That It's The Lion's Name From Narnia.

On With The Story!

Chapter One

_'Tap' 'Tap' Tap'. At exactly midnight, the dark haired boy awoke to a familiar tapping noise. "Izzy?" he whispered with hope. Not even bothering to don his glasses, Harry ran to the only window in Dudley's second bedroom. _

_He opened it quietly, not wanting to wake up the Dursleys, and searched the night air. "Nothing," he said sadly "nothing every time." "That's not my name but I think I do deserve it," an amused voice stated coming from inside the room. _

_With a gasp Harry turned around and faced the person. 'He hasn't changed a bit. His hair looks as messy as ever but he is still Harry' Isabella thought. The boy's eyes widened as they took in his visitor._

_ "You still have that black cloak Izzy?" he questioned, still in disbelief that his missing best friend had returned. "Of course I do. How else would I be able conceal myself in the darkness" the young witch said with a laugh._

_ She stepped up to him and wrapped her arms around him, "It's so good to see you again Harry," Izzy said with a tearful smile. After a moment, Harry returned the embrace, "I'm glad you're back."_

_End of Dream_

Isabella Alaverti woke up slowly from her dream. She sat up and brushed away the tears that made their way down her cheeks. "That dream will become reality if I have anything to say about it," she whispered.

It's been about two years since the young witch saw any of her friends. The night she left, she was taken into the deepest parts of the Forbidden forest in order to start her training. It was just before dawn and Izzy stayed in bed thinking about all that has happened up until now.

She sighed, "I might s well start getting ready before Aiden comes and gets me. Merlin only knows how he was going to wake me up today." Izzy got off her queen sized canopy bed and made her way to her own bathroom.

Izzy's father was never frugal when it came to the comfort of his family so nothing was ever too expensive for his daughter.

The room was big enough to hold the bed, a large bookcase filled with books about magic of all kinds, a large desk with books and papers, and a walk in closet. The colors of the room were mainly greens and soft whites.

"If any of my friends saw this room they would think I support the Slytherins," Izzy chuckled going into the bathroom in order to start her daily routine.

About an hour later, the young witch came out wearing a towel only to let a startled scream. "Well, if I'm greeted to a sight like this every morning I would gladly let you wake up on your own. Izzy glared at the boy lying on her bed facing her.

"Aiden, what the bloody hell are you doing?" The boy sat up and rolled his eyes at her anger, "Don't get all hot and bothered, Iz. You know if I made any type of move on you your father will have my arse."

Aiden Bogtern was a close friend of the Alaverti family. His and Isabella's ancestors were allies since the very beginning. Aiden was sixteen with beautiful dark brown eyes and a smile that would make any witch melt.

Izzy sighed, dropped her hands from her towel clad hips and walked toward her friend. "I didn't know you were so afraid of dad," she teased ruffling his light brown hair.

"Bugger off," he laughed "you're dad is one of the scariest wizards I have ever seen." Aiden shuddered recalling a time when Isabella's father scared off some of his daughter's suitors. Izzy just laughed and went into her closet to pick out her cloths.

"You do know that it's inappropriate for you to be in here when I'm getting dressed," she called out. Aiden laid backed down, hands under his head and closed his eyes. "It's not like you have anything I haven't seen before."

She poked her head out, "No, you've seen them on other girls and I'll be damned if you add me to your list." Aiden chuckled, "You know I would never do that to you." Isabella came out in a simple black dress.

It was strapless and flowed out to her knees. The young boy opened his eyes and whistled. "Bloody hell, I may have to take back my last statement."

"Bugger off Aiden," Izzy said in good humor as she stepped in front of a full length mirror. She turned a bit to see the back ad laid her eyes on the jagged scar that adorned her shoulder.

Even though it was the Dark Lord that gave her this making she somehow sees it as a connection to Harry. Aiden sobered up as her watched his friend. He stood up to his full height of 5'7 against her height of 5'5 and placed his hands on her shoulders.

He turned her around so that they could both face their reflections. "He will forgive you for leaving Iz. If he doesn't then he didn't deserve a friend like you in the first place." Izzy just looked into the mirror in silence.

Trying once more to cheer her up Aiden turned her around and gently held her chin.

"C'mon and give us a smile now. Can't have your father thinking I made you cry or he'll have my wand if you get my meaning," he said with a wink. Izzy reluctantly smiled at that comment. Aiden beamed, "Now that's the Isabella I know."

"You always know how to cheer me up Bogtern," Isabella said, giving him a hug. Before he could answer back someone cleared their throat.

The teenagers jumped apart in surprise only to see Isabella's father in the doorway watching with his arms crossed. He raised an amused eyebrow, "So this is what has been keeping you both."

The two teens sputtered with their faces pink until Stephen Alaverti started to chuckle. "Okay, you two should hurry up and get down for a spot of breakfast," he called while walking back down the hallway.

After a few tense moments Izzy started to giggle at Aiden's stiff posture. "It's not funny," he exclaimed "your dad is bloody scary when he wants to be." "Oh, calm down. He wouldn't be angry with you for knows that if it wasn't for us being close friends, I would have many more young wizards asking me to be their girlfriend."

Aiden crossed his arms and puffed out his chest, "Of course, because we both agree that no wizard will ever be good enough for our little Isabella." Izzy elbowed him in the stomach as she passed him, "Shut your gob and let's get some breakfast."

Izzy left the room while Aiden just stood there staring after her. With a sigh he turned to face the mirror. Lifting a hand in a sweeping gesture across the mirror's surface, Aiden spoke, "_Fintel Riturnef_."

The mirror shimmered and revealed the sleeping face of the boy who lived. Aiden glared his dark eyes into Harry's. "To me, no wizard will be good enough," he whispered "but she has chosen you even if she hasn't seen it herself. Be prepared Potter, I will be testing you to see if you truly are worthy."

"Aiden, hurry up!" Izzy called. Aiden turned, "Coming!" With one last look he swiped his hand and his reflection returned. Aiden made his way out of his room and followed the scent of pancakes and maple syrup.

++++++Many Hours Later++++++

Isabella and Aiden were in the library at seven in the evening. Izzy was sitting on the long couch reading The Dream Oracle while Aiden was taking a short nap, resting his head in her lap.

The atmosphere in the library was peaceful and quiet until Mr. Alaverti came bursting in, Aslan at his side. Izzy jumped, startled, which woke Aiden up. "What's going on?" the young wizard asked through a yawn.

"There's been an attack," Aslan responded walking towards the two teens. Izzy looked at her father in worry, "Where? Who was attacked?" Stephen Alaverti settled himself into the armchair across from the others. He ran his hand through his salt and pepper hair.

Stephen Alaverti was a strong wizard had power that could rival the Minister himself. Mr. Alaverti never used his power to go against the Ministry but only to settle the affairs that concerned him, his family, his friends and those who are under his protection.

He helped the Ministry many times before when You-Know-Who was still at large.

The façade he uses for the officials and public is a cold and indifferent one but he showed his true self when he was with close friends and family. He settled his kind blue eyes on the other three occupants.

"As you both know the Quidditch World Cup took place tonight." At this Aiden and Isabella nodded their heads, keeping silent as Mr. Alaverti continued. "After the match between Bulgaria and Ireland, Death Eaters swarmed the campsites of the attendees," he gave a meaningful look to his daughter. "The Weasleys, Miss Granger and Mr. Potter were there."

Izzy visibly paled, "A-Are they alright? Did t-they get away?" she said in a panic. Aslan turned into his smaller form, jumped into her lap and nuzzled his head under her hand in order to comfort her.

Mr. Alaverti sighed, "As far as I know they're all alright," Izzy sighed in relief. He looked at his daughter carefully. "Aslan has told me you have progressed well in your training Bell." Izzy blushed a little at this compliment.

"So it is with both mine and Aslan's permission," Izzy perked up at this, "that you are allowed to return to Hogwarts this year." Izzy jumped up in happiness unceremoniously dumping Aslan from her lap.

Aiden chuckled at her behavior while Aslan righted himself and shook out his coat. "But," Stephen said stopping Izzy's celebration, "there are a few conditions." "Anything," Izzy said eagerly. Stephen Alaverti closed his eyes and smirked.

+++++++The Feast++++++

"I can't believe Crouch would actually think we conjured the Dark Mark," said Ron "if anything it would have been that git Malfoy." They were seated in the Great Hall with the rest of the Hogwarts students waiting for the start of a new year.

"Oh Ronald, stop complaining. No one believed Crouch's accusation so we didn't get in trouble. It's all said and done with," said Hermione going back to her book. Ron turned to Harry only to see him lost in thought as he has been doing for a while.

"What's wrong mate?" Harry was jolted from his thoughts and looked at Ron, "Nothing really, just thinking about . . . things." They didn't speak as the new first years were sorted into their house. Dumbledore took to the podium.

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts," he said loudly. He continued on to say the traditional announcements and warnings about no magic in the corridors and not going into the Forbidden Forest.

"Now that I still have your attention, I have one more announcement to make," said Dumbledore. 'This year Hogwarts will be the venue for the Triwizard Tournament!" At this, everyone started chattering in disbelief and excitement.

Silencing the hall, the Headmaster continued, "Not only that but we will all be the humble hosts for two of our partner schools for the duration of the tournament." He raised his hand towards the doors.

"Please welcome the beautiful ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and their Headmistress," he announced. Two lines of girls wearing blue robes appeared and proceeded to enter in an entrancing way (to the male students at least).

After the girls, came a very tall woman that was their Headmistress. "That's one big woman," Seamus Finnigan said to Dean Thomas. Dumbledore greeted Ms. Maxime and allowed her to take a seat at the head table.

The Headmaster continues, "Now please welcome our brothers from the far north, the young men of Durmstrang and their Headmaster." Once again the doors opened to reveal lines of young men in brown uniforms.

Their entranced turned heads and had students standing from their seats in order to see the confidence that seemed to radiate off of these wizards.

Everyone applauded as Dumbledore greeted Headmaster Karkaroff. The headmasters all stood together facing the students of Hogwarts. "We are not only playing hosts to our brother and sister school we also are welcoming a few more guests."

"I wonder who they could be," Hermione said. "Who cares, Krum is staying in the same school as us," Ron said excitedly. Krum was the seeker for the Bulgarian Quidditch team in which Ron was obsessed. Hermione just rolled her eyes.

"But we all ready have the three schools, including ours, who are participating," Harry stated "who else are we expecting.

With a mischievous twinkle in his eye Dumbledore made his final announcement.

"We will be welcoming two very talented magical beings." He turned to face a certain group of Gryffindors. "Please help me in welcoming our two final guests." The doors of the Great Hall opened to reveal two figures.


	2. Chapter 2

DISCLAIMER: I Do Not Own The Characters Or Plot Of Harry Potter. They Belong To JK Rowling. The Characters I Make Up And This Story's Plot Are My Own.

I Also Used A Website That Has A Lot Of Information About The World Of HP So That Information Is Not My Own.

(Also I am not sure if I need to add this but better safe than sorry) I Don't Own The Name Aslan Cuz I Found Out That It's The Lion's Name From Narnia.

Here's The Website: .#witch_weekly

Chapter Two

"I can't _believe_ father made me wear this blasted thing," complained Isabella. Aiden chuckled, "It's not that bad really. I think you look adorable." He dissolved into laughter at her expense. By all laws of physics Aiden should have busted into flames because of Izzy's glare.

Izzy huffed in annoyance, crossed her arms and sat further into her seat. They were in a private carriage heading towards the magnificent castle of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Isabella glared into the darkness remembering the _lovely_ conditions her father bestowed upon her.

**Flashback**

** "You should be careful with what you say dear daughter," Mr. Alaverti said with a chuckle. Izzy looked at him in confusion but allowed him to continue. "First, instead of just sending you to Hogwarts alone, Aiden will accompany you." **

**"What!" Izzy exclaimed in dismay. Aiden just looked surprised. Izzy continued to argue, "But why does he have to go? You said yourself that I've been doing well in my training so why does Aiden have to come with me?"**

** Her father gave her a tired look, "It's just a precaution. I just want you to have the extra protection Merlin knows how much of a trouble magnet you are." Izzy just sat back in an indignant huff.**

** Mr. Alaverti turned to the young wizard and gave him a stern look. "You will make sure she is safe on the way there and during her attendance," he said ignoring Izzy's comments.**

** Aiden straightened in his seat with a serious face, "Of course sir. I will keep her safe but," he said with a teasing smirk in Izzy's direction "I don't think I can protect her from her own clumsiness." **

**The wizards and fox gave a chuckle at the young witch's expense. She was fuming on the couch in silence.**

** "Second, you are only to use your newly developed powers in difficult situations." Stephen caught on to the grin that wormed its way onto his daughter's face, "And firing spells at anyone who tries to get a rise out of you does not count as a difficult situation."**

** Izzy's grin turned into a scowl. Mr. Alaverti cleared his throat, "Thirdly, if I hear anything about you getting involved with any boys-," Isabella cut him off. "Dad can you not talk about this in front of people," she hissed. Aiden covered his laugh with a cough only to get elbowed in the stomach for his trouble.**

** "You know I just want the best for you and you're too young to have a boyfriend," he continued. "I promise I won't get romantically involved with any male at this point in time," she said, whispering the last part. **

**Her father looked at her warily before nodding his head when he was sure she meant what she said. "Fourthly, don't go overboard with the pranks. We don't need a repeat of what happened last year, do we?"**

** "Hey, Aiden deserved it for turning my hair pink," she defended. Aiden gave her an offended look, "I highly doubt that gave you permission to set my clothes on fire with the **_**incendio**_** spell! You didn't even aim it correctly! You practically burned down part of the manor!" **

**Stephen needed to stop this argument before it escalated, "All right, that's enough! Just don't do anything that would cause too much damage, okay?" Sitting back, Izzy agreed.**

** "Is there anything **_**else**_** you'd like to add, **_**Father**_**?" "No I don't think so. Dumbledore has arranged everything for when you both arrive," he said standing up ready to leave the library. Aslan followed Stephen out the door.**

** Before it closed, Stephen popped his head back in, "Oh and before I forget," the teenagers turned to him, "Bell, you must were the attire I got you for your birthday." With that he left quickly to avoid her angry outburst. "**_**What!**_**"**

**End of Flashback**

"Alright, I'm sorry about laughing but you really do look adorable," Aiden said trying to make her happy but the attempt lacked sincerity because of his smirk. The dress Izzy wore was a dark green strapless dress.

There was black lace over the green fabric on the entire dress. It flowed down in layered lace to her ankles. She also wore black lace gloves that only reached her wrists. Soft black slippers were on her feet and a matching hat lay in a heap next to the young witch.

"I look like a table decoration in an old crone's house," she complained.

Aiden, sitting across from her, relaxed against the chair, "I'm sure your father wanted you to look like the well behaved daughter of the Alaverti Family." "Nothing would be further from the truth," she answered.

"I don't see what the problem is. You were dresses just as much as you were trousers." "Yeah but not like this," Izzy said lifting up a handful of lace, "this is a bit much." Next she lifted the hat, "This was definitely just added to annoy me. I don't even where hats."

Aiden shifted his gaze out the window towards the castle. "Well we can't help it now. We're nearing the entrance." The young witch sat for a moment, a grin slowly made its way onto her face.

Aiden gave her a wary look, "What's going on in that mind of yours? I don't like that look on your face." His only answer was her standing up and taking out her ivory wand from a pocket in the dress. "I'm just going to make a few adjustments."

+++++Hogwarts Corridor+++++

"I have to admit it does look better than it did before," Aiden said while they walked to the Great Hall. "Thanks, the advanced transfiguration lessons father taught me have really paid off," Izzy said with a smile.

The outfit she now wore had no lace whatsoever and was shorter in length. It was still a dark green but it only reached a little above her knees. There was some black detailing on the bodice which matched the unbuttoned coat Izzy transfigured the hat into.

The coat was black, had short sleeves and the hem was as long as the dress itself. Izzy adorned knee high soft black boots to complete the look.

"You're keeping your hair up?" Aiden questioned as he ran a hand through his own light brown locks. "I like it up," she said pulling a strand of hair behind her ear, "It doesn't get in the way as much."

"Yeah but your bangs still keep you from seeing," Aiden laughed. "Says the boy who gets a hair cut once in a blue moon," she teased with a mock glare. "Hey, why should I change my looks when the ladies love them the way they are?" he said with a charming smile.

Aiden was wearing a dark green dress shirt, black trousers and black dress shoes. Over it all, he wore a black cloak which also had an inside pocket for his wand.

They stopped at the doors listening for Dumbledore to announce them. Izzy kept shifting from foot to foot. Aiden grabbed her hand and gave a squeeze, "I know you're nervous but you need to calm down."

She stopped shifting and took a breath. He looked at her with stern eyes. "Remember what your father said '_Act every bit of the young diplomat you were born to be_'." Izzy straightened her posture and held her head high.

They entered the Great Hall.

The twins gaped at the two figures as they walked forward. "Bloody Hell," Ron said in disbelief while Hermione was frozen in silent shock. Harry's eyes were wide, "Izzy?"

The group was silent while everyone else in the room applauded the two guests. Isabella walked with an elegance she didn't possess before. Her hair was gathered on top of her head in a curly bun while her bangs where left almost covering her eyes.

"She looks different," Hermione said. Harry was completely still just staring at Izzy as she passed by the group. "It's her eyes," he said gaining everyone's attention, "Her eyes are _cold_."

As Izzy and Aiden walked they couldn't help but here the wayward comments coming from the students. "Oh my gosh he's gorgeous!" "He looks like a prince!"

"What if he is prince?" were only some of the comments the girls were saying. "Bloody hell, she's a looker" "Wonder if that's her boyfriend" "Think she'll say yes if I ask her out?" "Not if I ask her first!" were the males'.

Without breaking their stride they reached the Headmaster.

Dumbledore finished clapping and laid a kind hand on the young witch's shoulder. "Welcome back Miss Alaverti." Izzy just nodded her head slightly and turned to face the Great Hall as Dumbledore finished greeting Aiden.

Dumbledore faced the students of his school. "One of our final guests is a returning witch. She continued her studies outside of Hogwarts and has surpassed many wizards in their seventh year of training. She has returned in order to assist those having trouble with their classes as well as to assist the Professors if needed," he held out his hand to Isabella.

"Please welcome back Isabella Alaverti!" The students at the Gryffindor table busted into shocked applause. "That's Isabella?" "I always wondered what happened to her." "She's changed a lot!"

Dumbledore turned to Aiden, "Aiden Bogtern will also be assisting in classes. He is a skilled wizard from the Bogtern Family who will be using his talents in order to help the more advanced classes."

The Headmaster addressed the entire Hall. "I expect everyone to treat all of our guests with the utmost respect and kindness that Hogwarts has to offer. Now, enough of the announcements, enjoy the feast!"

+++++++Isabella's POV++++++++

Foods of all kinds appeared at the tables and almost immediately the conversations of the students filled the Great Hall. Friends were reconnecting after a long time apart.

Conversations arose ranging from family vacations to the events pertaining to the attack at The Quidditch World Cup. Many conversations were about all the new arrivals including Aiden and myself.

"I missed this," I said as I looked at the different Houses. I was careful to keep my mask of indifference. "I would miss this too. The food is amazing!"Aiden said as he filled his plate with another helping of mashed potatoes and roasted pork.

I shook my head at him and continued to speak softly, "Not the food, Bogtern," I gazed around the room, "I meant all of this. I miss the feeling of only worrying about what classes I have and what Professors to watch out for. I miss being able to talk to people my age who aren't stuffy politicians."

Aiden stopped eating and looked at her with a soft expression, "I know it's hard but you'll just have to hold out a bit longer. You'll be able to giggle with the rest of the girl's about who won the "Most Charming Smile" award in the latest issue of _Witch Weekly_."

I chuckled lightly at this, "I didn't even know you knew what _Witch Weekly _was let alone what contests it holds." I looked at him just as he turned away, a light dusting of pink on his cheekbones.

"I-it's just that I hear girl's t-talk about that sort of thing. It's not like I r-read it or anything," he muttered going back to his meal. I smiled slightly at my good friend and continued to eat my meal.

"He keeps looking at you," Aiden said after several minutes. I knew who he was referring to so I just sighed and kept my eyes on my plate. I knew if I looked up I would meet his gaze and my mask would break.

"I can't face any of them yet especially _him_." "I understand that but what if they corner you? What would you do then?" Aiden asked with a curious glance. I met Aiden's dark eyes with my own steely gaze.

"Then I'll just have to make sure that doesn't happen, now won't I." With that said we continued to eat while listening to the conversations of the other witches and wizards in the Hall.

+++++Regular POV+++++

"She sure has changed," Hermione commented pausing in her eating. Ron responded, "I'll say, she didn't even glance at us when she walked by. It's like she doesn't remember us."

"Oh Ronald be serious," Hermione admonished "Two years isn't enough time to forget someone completely." "I'm just saying that Bella ignored us. She's not even sitting at her House's table."

"It's because she's not in a House anymore Ron," Harry interrupted. Hermione nodded her head in agreement, "Didn't you hear Professor Dumbledore? Both Bella and that Bogtern fellow are here to assist the students having trouble in their classes."

Ron still held a look of confusion, "So what? You help me and Harry with our assignments and you're a student." The brown haired witch shook her head.

"That may be true Ron but they're also here to assist the Professors if needed. For example, if a Professor cannot attend a class it will be either Bella or Bogtern who will take over and teach the class in his or her place."

Ron's eyes widened a bit, "So what you're basically saying is that Bella is like a Jr. Professor?" "You could put it that way, I suppose." The youngest male Weasley turned to Harry, "What do you think mate?"

Throughout the conversation Harry kept glancing up at the Head Table hoping to catch his returned friend's gaze. ". . . Mate? Harry?" The raven haired boy turned in surprise, "Sorry Ron. . . I wasn't paying attention."

At this point Fred and George decided to join the conversation. "Yeah, our dear friend Harry has been looking at the raven haired beauty in green for the past ten minutes," said Fred with a smirk from his seat beside Hermione.

"But we can hardly blame him, half the blokes here can't stop staring at her either," said George from his seat next to Ron.

Hermione shook her head, "Well I, for one, am excited to see what classes are going to be like with her and Bogtern teaching, if they get a chance that is." Hermione continued wondering about what spells and charms Izzy must have learned during her studies outside of Hogwarts.

The twins were talking about all the new tricks they would show Bella when they got the chance. Harry couldn't take anymore, "Aren't you angry?" he said in a low voice.

Even though it wasn't loud the group could pick up the harshness in the question. They kept silent. "Shouldn't you be angry about her leaving without telling us or leaving without saying goodbye?" He stared at them with suppressed emotion. His eyes became the same color as the Killing Curse.

Ron looked carefully at his friend, "Well I'm sure she has an explanation mate."

Hermione nodded in agreement, "Shouldn't we just be happy that she's back and safe? For now at least?" "Well I, for one, don't care anymore. She can do whatever she wants," he said glaring at his unfinished dinner.

The group looked at each other with concern and then left Harry alone for the remainder of the feast. Harry didn't finish his dinner or eat his desert and was practically the first one out of the Great Hall when they were all dismissed.

'If she didn't care about what happened to me when she left then I won't give a damn about her when she's here' he thought angrily as he stalked off to Gryffindor tower. Hermione and Ron ran after him in hopes of cooling down his anger.

Izzy watched as her best friend practically ran out of the Hall. She sighed sadly as she stood up from the table. Aiden laid his hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry. He'll understand in time."

Izzy just nodded slightly. Professor Dumbledore came up to them after he spoke with the other schools' Headmasters. "Now I understand that your father wanted you to have quarters that separated you both from the students but I think it would be better that you choose were you will stay." Dumbledore said this with a kind welcoming smile.

It was Aiden who answered, "It doesn't matter to me. I'm mostly here to keep an eye on Isabella so wherever she decides to stay I will go as well." The Headmaster nodded and turned to Izzy.

"Well, Miss Alaverti where would you like to stay? Izzy thought for a moment, 'If I stay in Gryffindor tower it will be impossible to stay away from Harry and it would be hell trying to escape all of the questions that are sure to be sent my way.' After another moment Izzy made her decision.

I haven't decided where they will stay yet. If they stay in Gryffindor there would be a lot of tension and drama that will ensue. I have ideas for that outcome but I'm not sure. Anyone have any suggestions? Please Review! XD


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